Regrets Poems - Poems about Regrets

I thought that I had matured enought to have the strenght within me To look and accept reality I thought I could look into the eyes of past and accept that it has passed Old camera i haven’t picked up in months is my only gateway to past regrets and memmories Vision blured with tears I can’t get past...

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Sometimes I fail, Sometimes I rot. Sometimes the weight consumes me, Sometimes it’s just a dot. I've found the courage to give up, But never the strength to ask why. Sometimes I know the truth too well, Yet sometimes—I lie. Sometimes the path is clear, Sometimes it’s all undone. Sometimes I try to speak, But the words choke on my tongue. Words are meant to be spoken, Let...

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we stood alone that's how hunger works we craved attention a little praise when i think back we could have banded we could have been strong but we didn't Submitted on March 4, 2025 to contest MARCH 2025 POSTED sponsored by BRIAN STRAND...

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the train wheels stopped at a station and the roads leads to lake harmony my homestead, the town my memories roots run deep the air feels fresh while the sun is overhead walking down the road, it brings me to a house where a friend of mine once resided i faded away from her life when i was eight i try to...

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Today’s blessing comes from John Barrymore (a famous actor from the stage and screen) May we be blessed that our regrets never take the place of our dreams....

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Quite a cumbersome ball and chain; Regrets are best left in the past. They engender headache and pain. Quite a cumbersome ball and chain. Don't keep them; there's nothing to gain. The sting of regret never lasts. Quite a cumbersome ball and chain; Regrets are best left in the past. ...

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Dropped the receiver, when Jill tried to phone my old retriever, won’t pick up his bone no more beer or cigarettes I’m still here, with my regrets she’s in Geneva, with that guy, Jerome. ...

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Are we living our life to the fullest? Or just covering layer between society. Days are less to take time out of saddest, No friends, no family then just plant a tree. Have great company all the time! Then why to show the world? That you are having nice sip of wine, Just creating delusion in your twirl. You are not present at...

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Beneath Forgotten Stars In wakeful hours, I drink my thoughts, Letting mind and heart entwine in fraught Reflections of forgotten dreams, And roads that vanished with the streams. Regrets envelop me like a warm blanket, Comforting yet suffocating, a heavy burden to bear. Memories of what could have been, Haunt me still, like whispers in the wind. What if I...

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A voice whispered at 1 am. As I sit alone at the worn gates of Yesterday Looking through the Past's White painted windows Unafraid Lost in deep thoughts as I watch once lost memories Drive past like a new presidential JFK motorcade Looking closely at the happy and sad games We once played You and me Eventually Holding...

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Written By: D. Collins 11/22/24 I have no regrets on once being here. An accepted passion on doing what I did. I feel good about being in my own skin. Proud of what I’ve done and where I’ve been. I did God’s will by spreading His seed. A boy from Compton grew up to be me. And, there’s not a moment...

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In long-haul dreams, we set our sights far-off on distant shores, Assuming that each step, each choice, each twist, will open doors, Will keep us heading steadfastly ahead, right on course! Yet time reveals the dead-weight drag of our remorse. Looking back on the shortfalls, on the litter of regrets stowed As keepsakes to repay, all the time-wasters, for ransom...

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Don't regret the risks you didn't take...

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Unfinished business, it's causing me distress, A connection so strong, yet full of stress. Speaking through glances, so hard, I’m dead, Harder because I can’t get through to your head. If only I had been a little braver, I could have made "something" into a matter. Even if your heart belonged to another, It’s your love that I am after. But now it's...

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The Empty Scrolls of Time: A lament for the Unlearned (The boy who regrets not valuing education) ~Jamuel Yaw Asare Kofi’s eyes once gleamed with mischief and wonder, but now they dimly reflect the what-ifs and if-onlys that haunt him. He wanders through days like a traveler lost in a desert, searching for an oasis that vanished...

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